I am covered with fine gold," said

I am covered with fine gold," said the Prince, "you must take it
off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor; the living always think
that gold can make them happy."
Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off, till the
Happy Prince looked quite dull and grey. Leaf after leaf of the
fine gold he brought to the poor, and the children's faces grew
rosier, and they laughed and played games in the street. "We have
bread now!" they cried.
Then the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets
looked as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and
glistening; long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the
eaves of the houses, everybody went about in furs, and the little
boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice.
The poor little Swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not
leave the Prince, he loved him too well. He picked up crumbs
outside the baker's door when the baker was not looking and tried
to keep himself warm by flapping his wings.
But at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength
to fly up to the Prince's shoulder once more. "Good-bye, dear
Prince!" he murmured, "will you let me kiss your hand?"
"I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow,"
said the Prince, "you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss
me on the lips, for I love you."
"It is not to Egypt that I am going," said the Swallow. "I am
going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he
not?"
And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at
his feet.
At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if
something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had
snapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost.
Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in
company with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column he
looked up at the statue: "Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince
looks!" he said.
"How shabby indeed!" cried the Town Councillors, who always agreed
with the Mayor; and they went up to look at it.
"The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he is
golden no longer," said the Mayor in fact, "he is litttle beter
than a beggar!"
"Little better than a beggar," said the Town Councillors.
"And here is actually a dead bird at his feet!" continued the
Mayor. "We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to

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Dilapisi dengan emas murni,"katakan Pangeran,"Anda harus mengambiloff, lembar demi lembar dan memberikannya kepada saya miskin; selalu berpikirbahwa emas dapat membuat mereka bahagia."Daun setelah daun emas mengambil burung layang-layang, sampaiPangeran bahagia terlihat cukup membosankan dan abu-abu. Daun setelah daunemas murni ia membawa kepada orang miskin, dan wajah anak-anak tumbuhRosier, dan mereka tertawa dan bermain di jalanan. "Kami memilikiroti sekarang!"mereka berteriak.Kemudian datang salju, dan setelah salju datanglah kebekuan. Jalan-jalantampak seolah-olah mereka terbuat dari perak, itu begitu cerah danberkilauan; tetesan air beku seperti golok kristal tergantung dariatap-atap rumah, semua orang berpergian dengan bulu, dan kecilLaki-laki mengenakan poco dan meluncur diatas es.Burung layang-layang miskin menjadi bertambah dingin dan lebih dingin lagi, tetapi ia tidak maumeninggalkan Pangeran, ia terlalu mencintainya. Ia memungut remah-remahdi luar itu pintu toko ketika tukang roti tidak mencari dan mencobauntuk menjaga dirinya hangat oleh mengepakkan sayapnya.Tapi pada akhirnya ia tahu bahwa ia akan mati. Ia hanya kekuatanterbang ke Pangeran bahu sekali lagi. "Selamat tinggal, sayangPangeran!"dia bersungut,"akan Anda membiarkan aku mencium tanganmu?""Saya senang bahwa Anda akan pergi ke Mesir terakhir layang kecil,"katakan Pangeran, "kamu sudah tinggal terlalu lama di sini; Tapi Anda harus menciumsaya di bibir, karena aku mencintaimu. ""Itu bukan Mesir yang aku akan," kata burung layang-layang. "Sayaakan House of Death. Kematian adalah saudara dari tidur, dianot?"And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead athis feet.At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as ifsomething had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart hadsnapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost.Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below incompany with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column helooked up at the statue: "Dear me! how shabby the Happy Princelooks!" he said."How shabby indeed!" cried the Town Councillors, who always agreedwith the Mayor; and they went up to look at it."The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he isgolden no longer," said the Mayor in fact, "he is litttle beterthan a beggar!""Little better than a beggar," said the Town Councillors."And here is actually a dead bird at his feet!" continued theMayor. "We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to

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Saya ditutupi dengan emas murni, "kata Pangeran," Anda harus mengambil
off, lembar demi lembar, dan memberikannya kepada saya yang miskin; hidup selalu berpikir
bahwa emas bisa membuat mereka bahagia. "
Daun setelah daun dari emas murni Swallow ditembak mati, sampai
Bahagia Pangeran tampak cukup membosankan dan abu-abu. Daun setelah daun dari
emas murni ia dibawa ke orang miskin, dan anak-anak wajah tumbuh
Rosier, dan mereka tertawa dan bermain game di jalan. "Kami memiliki
roti sekarang! "teriak mereka.
Kemudian salju datang, dan setelah salju datang embun beku. Jalan-jalan
tampak seolah-olah mereka terbuat dari perak, mereka begitu cerah dan
berkilau; es panjang seperti golok kristal tergantung dari
atap rumah, semua orang pergi tentang di bulu, dan sedikit
anak laki-laki mengenakan topi merah dan meluncur di atas es.
Orang miskin Walet kecil tumbuh lebih dingin dan lebih dingin, tetapi ia akan tidak
meninggalkan Pangeran, ia mencintainya terlalu baik. Dia mengambil remah-remah
di luar pintu toko ketika tukang roti yang tidak melihat dan mencoba
untuk menjaga dirinya hangat dengan mengepakkan sayapnya.
Tapi akhirnya dia tahu bahwa dia akan mati. Dia memiliki hanya kekuatan
untuk terbang ke bahu Pangeran sekali lagi. "Selamat tinggal, Sayang
Pangeran! "gumamnya," Anda akan membiarkan saya mencium tangan Anda? "
"Saya senang bahwa Anda akan ke Mesir pada akhirnya, layang kecil, "
kata Pangeran, "Anda telah tinggal terlalu lama di sini; tetapi Anda harus mencium
bibirku, karena aku mencintaimu. "
"Ini bukan untuk Mesir bahwa saya akan," kata Walet. "Saya
pergi ke House of Death. Kematian adalah saudara dari Tidur, dia
tidak? "
Dan dia mencium Happy Pangeran di bibir, dan jatuh mati di
kakinya.
Pada saat itu celah penasaran terdengar di dalam patung, seolah-olah
ada sesuatu yang rusak. Faktanya adalah bahwa hati kelam telah
patah menjadi dua bagian Ini tentu adalah es amat sangat sulit..
Keesokan paginya Walikota sedang berjalan di alun-alun di bawah ini di
perusahaan dengan Dewan Kota Ketika mereka melewati kolom ia.
menatap patung itu: " Untuk aku! bagaimana lusuh Happy Pangeran
! terlihat "katanya.
"Bagaimana memang lusuh" teriak Anggota Dewan Kota, yang selalu setuju!
dengan Walikota, dan mereka pergi untuk melihat itu.
"ruby telah jatuh dari pedangnya, matanya yang pergi, dan dia
emas tidak lagi, "kata Walikota pada kenyataannya," dia beter litttle
dari pengemis! "
"Sedikit lebih baik dari pengemis," katakan Dewan Kota.
"Dan di sini sebenarnya merupakan burung mati di rumahnya kaki! "lanjut
Walikota. "Kita harus benar-benar mengeluarkan proklamasi bahwa burung tidak untuk